Have you ever been to an IKEA store? I had my first experience yesterday. I’m not sure how to put into words what that place is like. Huge, cavernous, crazy, overwhelming….those are all words that fit. The place was awesome but there was so much stuff to look at that I became a bit overwhelmed. Total sensory overload. I realized that I wasn’t enjoying myself the way that I wanted to because I was letting the hugeness of it get to me.
I feel the same way with food sometimes. I forget to do it because I love it and end up doing it to impress somebody or to make someone else happy, without making me happy. When I am cooking or baking in its purest form, its perfect. When I’m doing it for the right reasons and with no interruptions, its beautiful and pure. But that doesn’t happen too often for me anymore and I refuse to lose the love of it because of everything else. Sometimes you’ve just gotta start small. Focus on one thing, do that and do it well, and then when you’ve kicked its butt, move onto something else. Cooking isn’t a race, it’s a lifelong journey of learning and only when you truly understand a dish, can you move onto another and do it well.
After my IKEA trip yesterday I had to call my roommate and tell her I went there. She loves that place and I knew she’d be proud of me! Don’t be afraid to do the same thing with your food. If you conquer something that you’re proud of, share it with somebody. For me, the thrill of finally mastering something that’s beaten me for a while is something I need to share!
